Manhattan Reborn 1978

The sky is getting darker~

New Jersey.

A small convoy of three cars was speeding on a road with not many vehicles.

David was sitting in the middle car, with Susan in his arms who was a little confused and taking a nap.

He looked out the car window at the scenery outside, recalling in his mind the lunch time with old Cherov at noon and the brief meeting with Julie in the afternoon.

The two people came to David to talk about something very similar~

Even their reasons are almost the same. .

Generally speaking, there are two words: agency and investment!

The difference is that David has already boarded the Morgan, this big ship~

As a new member of the crew and a younger generation on this big ship, he was selected to stand in front of the stage and have the first contact and cooperation with important partners in the original relationship network. This is what it should be~

However, Julie, Old Morgan and others helped him obtain amazing benefits from this cooperation, and at the same time, the requirements of the partners were also very high~

Investors in the Saudi royal family hope to transport as much gold spot as possible to Saudi Arabia in the short term~

No matter when this batch of gold is finally sold, the Saudi royal family is willing to keep it according to the market price. .

Correspondingly, they will provide David with a large low-interest loan as leverage funds for investment to pay for the price they need to pay in this cooperation~

Comparatively speaking, the cooperation conditions with old Cherov are particularly loose~

His request is simple: cooperate to make money.

The price adjustment given is also extremely generous - 50% of the total profit!

What about the requirements?

David, who was sitting in the back row, adjusted his sitting posture and half-slumped back in the seat, recalling that when the two of them talked about old Cherov's request at the Smith & Wollensky steakhouse at the junction of 49th Street and 3rd Avenue, he There was a rather sad and slightly appreciative look on his face.

In the words of old Cherov, it is the family inheritance problem that has long made old Cherov feel miserable~

He didn't want the huge industry he had worked hard to build all his life to be ruined in the hands of his unsatisfactory sons. .

Among his children, the only one who is the smartest and most likely to take over part of his property is his youngest daughter Livlin~

But Livlin is a woman after all!

Although she can bring great help to the family's inheritance, she cannot be alone on many key issues and take on the responsibilities for the family that she should not share~

For example: carrying on the family line~

Another example: tell her idiot brothers to get out and go home to make rice bugs~ She will take over all the old Cherov's properties. .

David obviously has no better solution to the problems that old Cherov has to face~

He could only use the Rockefeller, Rothschild, Grosvenor and other families that he had personal knowledge of, their successful approaches to century-old family inheritance issues, and some of his not-so-mature ideas about wealth inheritance to tell the old man. Cherov.

But~

Each family has different members and different circumstances, and the successful practices adapted to their respective families are almost impossible to replicate. .

However, the Rockefeller family has established a foundation for future generations and employs a large number of people outside the family to help manage their huge wealth. For the old Cherov, this is currently one of the best options.

Of course~

Any seemingly perfect plan will always have uncertain risk factors ~

According to old Cherov, the Rockefeller family's wealth inheritance method can only be partially borrowed from, but cannot be completely copied~

The biggest difference between the situation of the Cherov family and that of the Rockefeller family is that almost none of the old Cherov’s children can stand up and take charge of the family~

As for the Rockefeller family, almost every generation has outstanding figures who can stand up and shoulder the important responsibility of continuing the family~

Emm. .

The only advice David can give on this is to have more children. . !

No one can guarantee that their children will be the best among men~

Only by having more children can we select the most suitable person to inherit the family legacy~

When old Cherov heard David's "suggestion", he smiled with a slightly weird expression.

Frankly speaking, the reason why Livlin didn't want to stay in California was because the old Cherov's lover, the famous Hollywood actress Diane Yullington, was pregnant. .

After David heard the "good news", he immediately sent his blessings to the old Cherov and patted his chest and promised that he would take good care of him in the future. .The youngest generation of the Cherov family!

----

The town of Morrison.

David, Black Mike, and Susan got out of the car, carrying large and small packages of gifts. They expressed their gratitude to One-Eyed Andres and the others who had accompanied them on the trip, and walked into the building. Wei's home.

Some time ago, sisters Salonia Malik Coleman and Loisa Malik Coleman, who had just changed their names, were busy in the kitchen with Sierra's mother.

When the three of them heard the movement at the door, they all rushed out of the kitchen with joy on their faces and smiled at the three Davids who walked in.

"Welcome back!"

"Hahaha~"

David put the gift bag aside casually, stepped forward and gave Sierra’s mother a big hug~

Then, he opened his arms to the eldest sister Salonia and the little sister Loisa, who had shy girlish smiles on their faces, and gently kissed their cheeks~

After Sierra's mother kissed Susan affectionately on the cheek and gave Black Mike a big hug, the whole family entered the living room, sat down, and chatted with laughter~

. . .

Dinner time.

Old David and Sierra's mother sat at the main table in the restaurant, raised their wine glasses together, and drank a glass with their family members with a smile~

After David put down his wine glass, he stood up with a shopping bag and gave everyone in his family a Thanksgiving gift~

Sierra's mother opened the gift box, looked at the emerald necklace inside, and couldn't help but smile.

"Come on, help me put it on!"

Old David happily took the necklace, looked at it for a few times, and slowly put it on his wife's neck.

Sisters Salonia and Loisa opened the gift box and saw the two ruby ​​necklaces inside. They couldn't help but look at the one around Susan's neck. .Very similar style ruby ​​necklace.

Susan saw their confused looks and explained.

"We will all be sisters from now on~ They are the proof!"

"Hahaha~ Okay, sister Susan!" Little Loisa generously gave Susan a sweet smile~ Inadvertently revealing her braces, shining with a little silver light under the light~

"Thank you...Brother, Sister Susan!" Salonia, who was slightly older, was holding a gift box in her hands, but her expression showed a trace of disappointment~

David was very keenly aware of Salonia's "situation". He tilted his head and thought about it in confusion, and showed a wry smile~

Could it be that. .Old David once mentioned that the idea of ​​making Salonia a "child bride" was groundless! ?

This little girl. .

David glanced at Salonia quietly, sighed twice in his heart, smiled again and praised Sierra's mother~

----

Manhattan.

Chinatown, Xincheng Restaurant.

The boss Zhang Jinhong gave all employees a holiday and ended the business early.

Originally the chef here, Zhang Wenbiao, Brother Biao, was holding several plates of home-cooked dishes in his hands, placed them on the table, wiped his hands, and smiled at junior sister Cui Yingying.

"Would you like a drink today?"

"Come on a little bit~"

"it is good!"

Under the gaze of his uncle, Boss Zhang, Brother Biao turned and walked towards the bar.

Boss Zhang looked at Cui Yingying who picked up the chopsticks and ate the dishes slowly, sighed and asked in a low voice.

"If you feel unhappy, I'd better arrange for you to go to San Francisco, right?"

"No~ why?"

"you.."

Cui Yingying put down her chopsticks, glanced at Brother Biao who came back, picked up the water glass in front of her, and said with a smile.

"Master originally told me that only when I go out and see the outside world can I realize how small my own world is~"

Cui Yingying drained the white water in the cup in one gulp and signaled to Brother Biao to fill up her cup.

Brother Biao quickly opened a bottle of liquor, helped his junior sister Cui Yingying pour a glass slowly, then gave Boss Zhang a reassuring look, sat down, filled a glass for himself, and waited quietly. Read the following from junior sister.

Cui Yingying did not hesitate, stared down at the wine glass in her hand, and said with a smile: "Master is right!"

"I have always lived in my own world..."

"I long to be seen, cared for, and loved... They are my greatest spiritual comfort!"

"I'm afraid that I will be ignored~"

"So, I have been working hard since I was a child to make myself the object of people's attention~"

"I long to be valued, long to be cared for, long to be loved..."

"Being ignored is the greatest torture for me!"

Cui Yingying had a sad smile on her lips, raised her neck and drank all the liquor in the glass, then looked at Brother Biao, watched him fill the glass again, and said with a smile.

"I know~ You all can't understand why I took the initiative to file for divorce and leave the home that originally belonged to me..."

"I can tell you right now!"

"If I continue to stay there, I will only be ignored and ignored... until I become a transparent person~"

"I can't give birth to children, and I can't carry on the family lineage and pass on the incense to their family."

"You don't even know the grievances and glares I've received, the insinuations and rejection I've received!"

Cui Yingying clenched the wine glass with her right hand and whispered with her knuckles turning white: "It's not that I can't accept him marrying his second wife..."

"I just can't accept it... being ignored, being ignored, being stared at by those seemingly absent eyes, and the biting coldness on my back~"

"Hehe~"

Cui Yingying raised her neck and drank another glass of white wine, slammed the glass on the table, let out a sigh of relief, stared at Brother Biao, and asked.

"Do you still have questions?"

With a calm expression, Brother Biao filled Junior Sister's wine glass with wine again and nodded slightly.

"Have!"

"You have never confided in anyone before."

"I don't understand~ Why did you come here today and take the initiative to talk about this...?"

Cui Yingying stared at Brother Biao for a while with the look that said, "You are a wise consultant."

It wasn't until he felt very uncomfortable when he saw him that he sighed quietly.

"I haven't been in New York long, and I haven't met many people~"

"but!"

"I have met the children of the richest family in the United States, and I have met the ladies of the conglomerate family that you are unlikely to have too much contact with in your life..."

"I also met in London... Duchess, noble ladies, and noble young masters who only appear in people's legends~ I even entered Windsor Castle and attended the birthday party of British Crown Prince Charles."

Cui Yingying looked at the surprised expressions of Brother Biao and Boss Zhang, chuckled, raised her glass, and whispered.

"I've met a lot... women of all origins, all kinds of social status, all kinds of women with different stories~"

"I can see and hear it in their bodies and their words and deeds... a different look of the world~"

Cui Yingying raised her neck, drank the third glass of wine, spit out a long breath of wine, and sneered.

"Woman, what is it?"

"It's a vassal!"

"No matter where you are in the world, it's the same~"

Cui Yingying snatched the bottle from Brother Biao's hand, filled herself up with another glass of white wine, and laughed to herself.

"Those so-called freedoms, independence, and beliefs... are all nonsense!"

"If a woman can really find her own place in this man's world..."

"Will there be so many smart women taking the initiative to gather around David?"

"Hehe~"

Cui Yingying picked up the wine glass, took a big sip, shook her head and smiled bitterly: "In this world, only silly girls like Susan know clearly what they want... What is it!?"

Brother Biao stared at Junior Sister with twinkling eyes, grabbed her hand, suppressed the waves in his heart, and asked in a deep voice.

"Have you made up your mind?"

"Haha~hahahaha~"

"You tell me!!"

"Why do I still have the right to choose?!"

"...You don't have to choose!"

"Hahaha~"

Cui Yingying laughed like crazy~

She grabbed the wine bottle, filled her glass again, and shook her head.

"I've already chosen!!"

Cui Yingying pointed to the sapphire necklace around her neck, turned to Boss Zhang and asked, "Guess how much it is worth?!"

"..."

"It's enough to buy this store!"

Cui Yingying gently touched the necklace with her hand, with an expression that looked like crying and laughing at the same time, and said softly.

"Since I accepted it, I've made my choice!"

"I can't even think...if I can ever meet someone more exciting in my life~"

"Hehe~"

"Strange, isn't it?"

"I can understand~"

Cui Yingying drank half the glass of wine in her hand, put the glass on the table, and smiled.

"But what you never know is...I am very tired!!"

"I no longer have any courage to love someone alone anymore..."

"It will be so heavy that I can't bear it!"

"I... don't want to lose again... I don't want to do it again..."

Cui Yingying seemed to be completely drunk, slowly lying on the table~

Boss Zhang looked at his nephew Biao Ge with a complicated expression and sighed: "This child's character... is too extreme~"

Brother Biao nodded silently, helped Cui Yingying up, held her in his arms, and whispered: "What if... there is someone who has the same experience as her~"

"She may not even have the courage to live in this world~"

"Hey~"

"I see!"

"But... let's just look at her like this and be... our lover?"

Brother Biao looked down at Junior Sister's face, was silent for a long time, and sighed.

"She has already died twice~"

"We can't demand anything more from her..."

"I hope her choice this time will not disappoint her~"

Boss Zhang turned his eyes to Cui Yingying, shook his head slightly and said, "Send her to rest~"

"As long as it makes this kid happy...I have no problem with it!"

"..Thanks!"

"Tsk~What are you talking about?"

"Why don't you send her back to rest quickly?"

"...Where to send her?"

Boss Zhang slapped his forehead and said with a wry smile: "You go to my place and deal with it all night!"

"Ask your wife to take care of her for one night~"

"Everything has to wait until tomorrow... let's talk about it~"

"..good!"

Brother Biao, who didn't even have time to drink a sip of wine, walked out of Xincheng Restaurant with his junior sister in his arms.

Boss Zhang, who stayed behind, looked at the two people's disappearing figures, showed a meaningful wry smile, and muttered.

"A fool who likes to play tricks on others meets an idiot who likes to deceive women with his sincerity..."

"I hope you can make each other's lives better~"

----

New Jersey.

In the town of Morrison, there is a bar that has been open for the longest time.

Old David, Black Mike, and David, the father and son, found a table, ordered two glasses of wine and a glass of juice, and sat down.

When Black Mike came to a bar in a small town for the first time, he immediately spotted a Hispanic female bartender busy at the bar~

Old David threw a questioning look at his son David.

David patted Black Mike in amusement and asked, "Where is your clerk girlfriend?"

"Why haven't I heard you mention her in the past few days?"

Black Mike grinned and sighed: "She's home~"

"go home?"

"Yes~ Her family asked her to go back during Thanksgiving to get married."

"what?"

"She has been engaged for a long time? What should you do?"

Black Mike smiled bitterly, spread his hands and said, "She left me a letter and left quietly~"

"What else can I do?"

David glanced back at his father, old David, patted Black Mike on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

"Shall I take you over and get to know her?"

"Uh...forget it!"

"Haha~What are you afraid of!?"

"Let's go! Let's go there~"

Black Mike was pulled by David and walked to the edge of the bar.

David chatted a little with the female bartender whom he was not very familiar with, and casually introduced Black Mike beside him.

The Hispanic female bartender standing at the bar seemed to have long seen the little intentions of these two slightly unfamiliar young people~

"Hehe~"

"Come for a drink, welcome~"

"Want to fuck me?"

"Go and line up at the door!"

"Hahaha~"

David gave this "spicy" girl a thumbs up and praised her.

"Quine up, no problem! We'll queue up after we finish this drink~"

"But...who should we line up behind?"

"Where should I rank so that I can date you as soon as possible?"

"Haha~" The bartender girl looked at the "playful smiling" David, then glanced at the old David in the distance, thought for a while, and asked.

"Your name is David, are you the son of old David?"

"Yes~"

"Um.."

"You don't have to wait in line. I get off work at twelve o'clock in the evening. Come pick me up."

"I.."

"cough~cough~"

Under Black Mike's "hateful" look, David coughed several times to prevent himself from choking to death on his saliva. .

He looked back at his father, David Sr., who was smiling, and then at Black Mike, whose face was darker, and said with a helpless smile.

"Well... you misunderstood~ I'm here to help my brother..."

“My brother Mike is also David Sr.’s son!”

"How about asking him to pick you up tonight?"

The female bartender couldn't help laughing, looked at Black Mike up and down, and joked: "Your mother, Sera,..."

"Hey~ The date has nothing to do with my family~"

"ok, ok~"

The female bartender lowered her head and glanced around, picked up a lemon and placed it in front of Black Mike, crossed her arms and said with a smile: "Eat it!"

“You don’t have to wait in line~”

Black Mike stared at the fresh lemon in front of him, swallowed his saliva, shook his head and said: "I won't do such stupid things~"

"Hahaha~"

David patted Black Mike hard twice, raised his eyebrows at the female bartender, and said with a smile: "Thank you!"

"He just fell out of love and was in a bad mood~"

"As soon as we came in, he saw you... and thought of his girlfriend who left quietly~"

"I apologize to you on his behalf!"

"Haha~ It turns out that you were dumped~"

"..."

"Okay~"

The female bartender looked at David sideways, picked up the lemon and played with it in her hand. She ignored the lively looks from around her and whispered.

"I heard...you were also a bartender?"

"No urging~"

"Later, I got lucky and became a millionaire?"

David slowly put away his smile, made his expression more "polite" and nodded: "Good luck, indeed!"

"Monopoly is out of the question~"

"The sum of my liabilities far exceeds the sum of all my assets~"

"So, for me, bankruptcy may only be a matter of days."

Black Mike turned his head and glanced at David, then turned his head and looked at the female bartender carefully. He took out some change from his pocket, put it under the cup, stood up and said.

"I'll pick you up at twelve o'clock in the evening!"

"..Okay~"

"Thank you for the drink~" Black Mike nodded to her, took David's arm, and returned to his old David's table.

. . .

Old David, who had watched the whole process from a distance, watched the two children return. After sitting down, he narrowed his eyes with a smile and whispered.

"Last time you returned to New York from home, she came to town~"

Old David glanced at the old guys around the bar, put his arms on the table, and said to his son David in a deeper voice.

"The matter of your opening a company in New York was first discussed with everyone when Tim came back~"

"Later, after my reminder, he rarely mentioned anything about you to others."

"But rumors about you have been spreading from this bar..."

"Now, it has become... there are all kinds of things!"

"Some people say that you became a multimillionaire, bought a building, opened a bar, hid countless beauties inside, and played games with them on the top floor every night?"

"Cough cough cough~ Hahahaha~" Black Mike couldn't help it anymore and started laughing~

David grinned with a "horrified" expression on his face, and shook his head in confusion: "This rumor... is not entirely wrong!"

"It's just...the intentions of these people are too sinister!"

"Hahaha~"

Old David couldn't help laughing, looked around at the people who came over, and shook his head.

"Since you have chosen to embark on this path, you don't have to worry about what those people say."

"Their jealous and jealous voices are worse than a fly~"

"I brought you here today just to tell you not to worry about trivial matters at home."

"With your mother and me at home, there won't be any problems!"

"...ok~!" David stared at his father for a while, nodded slightly, looked around again, and whispered to Black Mike.

"Wait a minute, contact the bar and see who is there~"

"Tell him to find Odis Parker!"

"Tomorrow morning, I want to see a good person who can solve this kind of problem appear in front of me!"

"it is good!"

Black Mike blinked at the somewhat surprised old David, grinned and nodded in response.

"You...boy, don't mess around!"

"Don't worry~ It won't happen!"

"..."

Old David seemed to see some "familiar" shadows in the "posture" that David looked around just now~

----

New Jersey.

The training base of the security company.

On this small farm, the original three-story cabin of the main building is now the office of the training base.

in the office.

After a busy day, Lawrence and Old Cui En sat on the sofa in the living room. They looked at the brand new TV, video recorder, camera, etc. not far away. The newly purchased daily entertainment household appliances today, let out a long breath. .

In the living room, Cohen, Jackal, Rambo, and Demais Ode, a retired security consultant from the Secret Service, all looked at the two and laughed.

Old Demais Ode, who is over sixty years old, is the oldest "old fellow" in this room~

(Demais Ode, mentioned in Chapter 185, once worked in the Security Secret Service under Presidents Nixon and Ford, and conducted some professional security training for the four bodyguards.)

He raised his chin to Old Cui En and asked with a smile: "Tell me about it! You are calling me over so late. Are you just letting me see this brand new TV?"

"Hahaha~"

Lawrence put his legs on the table in front of him, shook his head and said with a smile: "I originally planned to buy a dozen or twenty TV sets so that everyone can have fun watching them during their free time."

"However, Old Cui En suggested that I contact Ludy and the others~"

"After all, our daily direct superior here is Polly..."

"Hahaha~"

"Old Cui En is right!"

"Hahaha~"

Amidst the laughter of several people, Cohen raised his hand and said: "I see that these TV sets are of different brands and models..."

"It can't be that guy Ludy. Where did he get it from? Is he a thief?"

"He said...no~"

"fxxx!"

"What truth can he say~"

"Hahaha~"

. . .

After joking.

Lawrence sat up straighter, retracted his legs, looked at the old Demais Ode who had worked in the Secret Service and trained security personnel for the president, and asked.

"We need to increase the security level around David."

"Do you have any advice?"

Old Demais raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully: "Do you want to upgrade?"

"One-eyed Andres and his group, aren't they already..."

Lawrence waved his hand and shook his head: "They are all excellent soldiers, but they are not qualified bodyguards!"

"..."

Cohen seemed to agree with Lawrence's statement, and then said: "Yes~ If we are fully armed, it will not be difficult to rescue the boy David from danger~"

"Let them be bodyguards... no matter how you look at it, it's a bit inappropriate~"

Old Demais frowned, pondered for a few seconds, looked at Old Cui En, and said.

"The most important quality of a personal security officer is not having extraordinary skills or having perfect marksmanship~"

"But you must have strong psychological quality, keen observation and prevention capabilities, and decisiveness and loyalty in dealing with sudden crises!"

"These.."

Old Cui En understood what Old Demais meant, and continued: "The psychological problem of our young men here... is indeed a big problem!"

"..."

Several people in the living room fell into silence~

The jackal turned to look at John Rambo, an elite soldier who had served in the Green Berets, pursed his lips and said nothing~

What if John Rambo, this extremely sharp spear, was allowed to do the daily functions of the shield? .

How effective it can be, let’s not say for now~

Just talking about Rambo's personal abilities and psychological quality, let him be a bodyguard. .It is simply the greatest waste and torture~

(John Rambo, from the movie "First Blood", played by Sylvester Stallone in the film.)

(The film was shot in 1981 and released in October 82.)

("First Blood" had three endings filmed at the end. The ending we can see now is that he chose to surrender to the police, leaving more room for subsequent films.)

(In the other two endings of the film, John Rambo died. In one of the endings, he had a fierce exchange of fire with the police, and was eventually shot several times and fell in a pool of blood.)

(There is also an ending in which Rambo relied on his own abilities to engage in fierce exchanges of fire with the police, causing huge losses to the police. In the end, he ran out of ammunition and food and committed suicide.)

. . .

in the living room.

The eyes of several people finally fell on the "security expert" Old Demais Ode.

Old Demais Oder thought for a moment, spread his hands and smiled bitterly: "There are no suitable manpower... It's useless for you to look at me~"

"Where are your old friends?"

"Is there a suitable candidate?"

"...there are two~"

"But, they may... not be willing to come to New Jersey or New York~"

"Then find someone who is willing to come to New York!"

Lawrence made a decision directly: "You can decide the price and conditions as you like!"

"I just want them to guarantee that they will fulfill their responsibilities!"

Old Demais smacked his lips a few times, shook his head slightly and sighed: "Instead of looking for my old friends, it would be better... to select some candidates with outstanding abilities from the existing candidates, and re-train the system~"

He calmly faced the doubts of several people and explained: "Do you know what is the most important condition for those security experts who can be selected into the Secret Service?"

"Origin!"

"If their identity check fails..."

"Who can guarantee that when they are performing daily security tasks, they will not casually empty the magazines in their pistols towards the target they are protecting?"

"Hehe~"

Old Demais stood up, straightened his coat, spread his hands and said, "Giovanni, that stupid boy, and the big guy Zach, are very good!"

"If we find some young people who are very familiar with New York and can be trusted and train them, coupled with an experienced security captain, it will be enough to deal with many emergencies."

"After you have solved the problem of manpower selection, come back to me~"

"You can leave the rest to me!"

"Ok!"

Lawrence walked up to Old Demais, held his hand firmly, and smiled.

"Happy cooperation!"

"Hahaha~"

"You bastard, stop giving me more trouble in the future, so that I can have a happy life~"

"Um...I can't guarantee this~"

"Hahaha~"